Let The Memories Thrive

Let the memories thrive
In my head, my heart
Our lives.

Let them not control
The moments now
Nor allow me to live a lie.

But exist with their thoughts
To survive, to strive
To be alive.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Soldiers March

Soldiers march
Feet hitting the ground
Sending thunder, fear
That does resound
In a heart filled in ache
Pity and pain
All those things not needed
But
Unfortunately
Part of the refrain.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

Would You

Would you strive for tomorrow
If you were content in today?
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

My Pen

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My pen writes what I say
My pen never questions
The words I put down.

Anyone can use
My pen
It doesn’t care but writes
What the fingers share.

My pen
Follows along
Putting down the thoughts
Without it the words would
Be long, long gone.

My pen
Is always there
Then its done
And I get another one
My pen.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013

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Nuclear Happenings

Nuclear happenings

Frightening times

Holding our breath

Letting rational minds

Take control

Taking the time

To build a better world

Where happenings

Are not just a crime.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

The World Has Come

The world has come
And
In the process of go
Where
I don’t know

I’ll follow along
And
Hang on tight
For I’ve nowhere else
To go.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017

You Don’t Know

Of course you don’t know
The sadness, the heartache
I shouldn’t know.

You see the life
That seems to glow.

Sometimes it’s a lie
Sometimes you see I cry
But
Then if course

You don’t know.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2017